Category Poetry

The Silly Bear
By KC
Once, I knew a silly bear,
His fur was soft, damp, and fair.
He wore wacky sunglasses,
And loved eating molasses,
Instead of honey, like bears usually do.
The silly bear had a name,
Which sounded like a game.
His name was Monopoly,
Or perhaps it was Jeopardy,
But I think it was Parcheesi.
Now this silly bear always danced,
And sang as ...

I'm Not
By KC
I’m not the sort of person who falls in and quickly out of love
My heart tells me to stay even when you tell me otherwise
Are you so strong or is all the weakness in me?
I mean to see you, baby,
And I mean to hold you, tightly.
I'm not the sort of person who says ...